my new name: Queen of the Way of the Milk
so yea, last night i went to a party at my friends house. ive known this girl my entire life. it was really fun, i didnt really know many people, but, by the end of the night, everyone was totally chill. me and frankie were foot gazing there was some drinking going on, but not so much on my part, thank god. by about 2 in the morning, my friend who was throwing the party started puking and i had to go sit with her and force feed her crackers and water. her booyfriend was sitting there the entire time rubbing her back and being like, "youre such a good friend! thank you somuch for being here. can you come back and check on her every few minutes?" ive decided hes really good for her. i like him. but yea, then we carried her downstairs, and i taws just a crazy night. so now im being dragged to a borthday party.